sometimes i ask myself why even bother. it goes in one ear, right out the other. out on a limb, out on the edge, no matter what they say. the pleasure of pain, day after day, dat after day.
She, she flies without no feathers. A fool to try and catch her. Well I don't know, 'cause I don't know. I'm a fool. . Yeah, a visionary's daughter. She don't care that you want honor.